this is for a woman
like so many things
this is for a woman
a woman whos beyond time in tears
is like nothing but a dream
spreading wings instead of limbs in awe inspiring
beauty that even believes in futures that gleam
and its been ten years
since the person i describe became beauty to my eyes
not by a socially to abide fad that can fade in time
but by the woman inside but by the woman inside.

this is for a woman
with a decade thats passed
this is for a woman
that pulls me to my knees from fishing lines
melting prides into the warm soothing bath,
caught by one well placed cast of an eyelash
smile for the beautiful butterflies in my stomach
that float to where her and my love met
not by a socially to abide fad that can fade in time
but by the woman inside but by the woman inside

this is for a woman
who doesnt know about this
this is for a woman
who still makes me nervous to the touch
nervous to the kiss
a decade of love makes me nervous to face
the one that makes my heart grow wide
i still shake when we embrace
and smile for the beautiful butterflies in my stomach
not by a socially to abide fad that can fade in time
a woman whos beyond time in tears
is nothing but a dream
because it seems we havent met yet
but in ten years...i hope i can still write this...
for the woman inside for the woman inside